Tick.

Nervous. As you stumble around looking for that morning pick me up, the one you have been craving since that final bump the night before.
That thing that will get you through the day. A day full of fake, fake smiles, fake people, a faker you.

Who knows when the downfall of the young began, but another bright young thing takes the fall. Admired by all, loved by none. She wont make it through this day.

Dirty Sheets.

While your crawling out of that bed you've been in far too many times before, you think he cares?
He loves you? No.
He just knows how tightly he has you wrapped around his finger, he knows his smile can make you go weak at the knees and he knows your weakness more than most.
You said you'd never be that girl, well congratulations & good luck with being this season dirty little secret.

Don't Try.

I tried to be a better person.
I tried to be everything you needed.
I tried not to hurt you.

I was never good at succeeding, especially when it came to you.

Lights, Camera & Action.

It must hurt.
When you realize, no one is ever who they pretend to be.
This isn't a movie. The emotions are real.
The people you leave do care.
It must hurt.
To realize, your sad, lost, alone & soon to be just another thought.
You will be missed.